Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-12-09
lands of Paradise.

Morning seemed to come all to,
soon, but there was some consola
tion, for Bill Cravens also came, with
his fresh brewed toddy.
After breakfast Capt. White ant
Deacon Parrish 60 in search of
camping ground while the rest of vi
remain in camp until they return
which they soon do, and it Is decided
to camp where we are. The tent,
are stretched and the camp made
comfortable.
In the evening we make drive
west of camp. Got up several deer
but none came TO the stands. Tom
Wadlinglon shot at deer running
through thicket and the Captain
snapped at the same deer; the degs
all ran off. Late at night White and
his drivers came into camp, where
the rest of us had arrived some time
before. The woods are dry and deer
not plentiful, but fish in abundance.
A man and his wife are camped
near us on fishing expedition, and
If we fail TO catch, we can get sup
plies from them at any time. Ycs-
terday he passed through camp with
load of more than q thousand
pounds, going TO Caledonia for 4
market.
Sunday, Nov. 13.-Sunday is prov
erbially and divinely appointed a
day of rest and the scriptural injunc-
ton as to rest has been faithfully OBJ
served by the camp. 1t is true that
the Captain and some of tho men
have been out on prospecting tour
but they are innocent of murder, and
Henry Drane and some others, in
cluding myself have been on the
lake to-day, and Bill has a splendid
supper Of fresh fish, but then there is
camp near by from which fish can
be purchased at any time.
Still warm butsome hopeful clouds
are forming, and we pray for rain.
Ii 1t does not come the hunt will not
be successful so far as deer are con-
cerned, for the woods are too dry,
and hounds cannot trail with much
success, Our horses are faring well
on green cane, which is in abundance
at our tent door. The weather is
delightful for camping, and whether
the deer are shot or not we shall find
what we seek, relaxation from the
cares of life and recreation for the
physical man. But tomorrow will
tell perhaps a different tale. Until
then farewell.
Monday, NOV. l4-Henry Drane is
par excellence the fisherman of the
camp. He has caught from the lake
to-day, twenty-five pounds of trout
and perch from one to four pounds
in weight. He is none of your easy,
Emphatic Waltons but IL
lustrates the active, alert principles
of the art. He whips the water with
far-reaching line, and his flexible
bamboo responds to his touch with a
precision beautiful and delightful to
behold. Upon his shoulders has fall
en- the mantle of the lamented Walk
er Williams and he wears 1t well.
And dear Walker, how fresh rises
your memory to mo as l write to-
night, your place around our camp
fire is vacant forever. AS no one liv-
ed who could bend the bow of the
IIomeric hero Ulysses, so no one can
Gil your place as you filled 1t. And
died of heart disease Could 1t have
been otherwise when such a great
heart swelled in his
manly bosom. The dear mother of
your hearts affections scarcely loved
you better than your comrades, who
now lament you, gone. 1 remember
hat June day which saw your NOR
Ial remains laid away in their narrow
home, and your friends were gather
I'd from far and near to do you fitting
while their hearts were steep
ID In genuine sorrow, and great tears
rolled down the cheeks of Capt. Gra-
,ey, that man who so often had man
ned his guns amid the storm of battle
[ thought surely he is worthy of all
If this, as his friends and comrades
III know. Perhaps there were things |
n his mode and manner of life which |
he strict churchman might condemn,
Ind the modern utilitsrian not COM
mend, but his intimates know that |
his heart bowed in the humblest res
Dect TO his Great Creator, and that his |
ample means were to him vehicle |
If boundless charity ; charity silent,
Unseen, and unheralded, yet gracious
md gentle as summer dews. The |
grass and flowers of two summers |
lave formed turf and shed their
fragrance above his grave and soon
he SHOWS of another winter shall |
wrap it in winding sheet, but his
memory shall ever blossom as a beau
,iful flower and no winter but the |
,hill winter of death can freeze into
lumb forgetfulness our affection for |
lim who is gone from among us. |
This morning when the sun rose
very man was on his stand and Capt.
White into the drive. The first drive |
nothing was done. Next we moved |
,ver and made the "cut Off drive. |
rhe dogs brought deer up to Henry |
Drane but from the rear. He fired |
10Th barrels, but the deer was in
hicket and he failed to kill it. Tom
Wadlington shot at large buck,
lbout thirty yards, and says he |
lit him, but the dogs took up the
rail and soon ran out Of hearing and |
beyond the lake. We made several
more drives and had up two more
leer, but no one got 4 shot. To the
amp and a splendid supper on fish,
which abound in this lake. Deer are
yery scarce.
Tanner and his Illinois friends are
,ver tonight, and MIR. McGill 3 ma
i've of these parts.
Tuesday, Nov. 15.-This morning
Mr.. McGill with the three Illinois
hunters Joined with us, and we hunt
bout four miles north Of camp in
,ew woods. Almost as soon as Capt
White put into the drive the dogs had
Up buck, which they carried to the
tand ofWill Davis Garnett. He fired
me barrel, and knocked him over,
,ut after a while he got up and ran
If, Garnett shooting at him again,
,ut misses. The buck was fatally
wounded and only ran few hundred
ards before the dogs pulled him
lown, but when Garnett came up
rose, faced him and showed fight.
3arnett gave him a shot in the head,
md finished him. He was a fine,
leek, six point, and was Garneti's
irst deer, and he is proud tonight.
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